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I QUIT

In poker they say you have to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em. In my life quitting has been absent. During one particular 45 mile race the wind died and before reaching the ten mile mark most of the sailors got towed to the finish line. My crew was not happy as I continually waved on the power boats offering to tow us. At 11 pm we crossed the finish line. The committee boat was long gone. When we reached the beach where the food had been served and the band had the crowd dancing to their favorite tunes, only two people were on the beach. It is nice to have these two friends greet us after twelve hours of listening to my crew whine about how ridiculous my decision was. For me, it was a win despite losing her as a crew for future races.

With my own aging and the death of my husband there has been a progression toward quitting. Why stress? To learn to set up a website as part of my choice to provide a service to my community I leaped at the chance to create their monthly newsletter. Then, they added the job of distribution. I have not enjoyed that part. Typing e-mails with a system that my internet service provides a constant challenge, then having to drive 40 miles to the Staples for copies, with a final task of sticking address labels and stamps on envelopes gets in my way. I wanted a job that could be done at home at my leisure, as producing the newsletter is.

Stupidly, I also offered to learn how to update their website. Talk about stress. Again I blame my poor internet service. ENOUGH! By the end of this month I will detach myself from that job. This will come after last night’s decision to no longer distribute the newsletter. I will continue to write and produce the newsletter until December 2017. Call me a quitter.

Compounding my stress is my choice to quit cruising. As I write this blog entry  SPRAY’s new owner sits about 3 feet to my left. While he surfs the FCC regulations to transfer the Ham Radio and Single Side Band license from my clutches, I wonder how I ever came to this decision. The decision to to quit cruising? To become the mate of a tall, handsome gentleman who, like me, is not perfect? To become an unwed housewife?

Wow, what am I doing? Why am I doing this? Oh, never mind, I know why I quit cruising. Although until this moment I didn’t realize it was the same reason to quit spending so much time on the museum newsletter tasks. I quit because of the self imposed stress these situations caused.

Kenny Rogers would be proud that I learned the lesson he so eloquently sings. Yipe, I have finally learned when to fold ’em.

Vocab – Moitessier’s Sailing to the Reefs

ineffable – The essence of his voice at its best is an ineffable mix of prosaic practical advice and metaphysical exaltation.

prosaic – The essence of his voice at its best is an ineffable mix of prosaic practical advice and metaphysical exaltation.

exaltation – The essence of his voice at its best is an ineffable mix of prosaic practical advice and metaphysical exaltation.

inchoate – We see it inchoate in the incredible energy he displays.

corvette – Two months after the wreck, the British corvette Loch Glendhu dropped me at the island of Mauritius.

francs – Somewhere around five or  six thousand francs for all I should need.

incommoded – The artificial lung could thus be lowered slightly below the keel of the boat and the divers could move horizontally and vertically without their work being incommoded.

conjugal holidays – Why would she die, not undersanding the importance of ‘conjugal holidays’ something I am beginning to appreciate.

boccas – The anchor was stowed on deck, the sails hoisted and Marie-Therese II set out towards the ‘boccas’ which open out into the sea opposite, Grenada.

fathoms – I dropped anchor in three fathomas.

Maxiton – Why had I never decided to keep a tin of Maxiton in the medicine chest on board?

draught – The draught will be as small as possible.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hillary Clinton, My Kind of Gal

How many of us cried when waking to the news that Donald Trump won Presidential Election? I sure did. After all, I watched my entire adult life a woman who set a goal then did what she could to achieve it. That amounts to about 45 years. More than double the time I spent trying to capitalize on becoming a champion sailor.

Endless hours, more than 50% of my earnings, and too many missed opportunities with family and friends were spent with one single goal: to win a championship. In that respect Hillary and I have common ground. She set herself a goal. Like an arrow being shot in the dark, she drew back the bow, aimed high, and with heart and soul, let it fly.

Members of my local sailing club, once called me a tough broad. I hated that term. Referring to a woman as a broad had a derogatory tone. My dad called single woman, and woman who achieved outside the traditional home lifestyle ‘broads.’ I wasn’t, and never will be a broad. Neither is Hillary.

You can mock her dress if you find boxy shaped pants suits and covered cleavage if you want. You can displace your jealousy because she is a substantial wage earner and not dependent on her husband to pay the bills if that is your choice. The reality is, this woman took on leadership roles, while most of my friends and colleagues, had neither the strength or wisdom to step outside the box.

I regret not taking a more active role in the political process. It is my fault she lost the election. I could have spent more time and money posting signs and hosting meetings. Rather, I chose to play the piano, read books, drive aimlessly around the country, attend ladies’ coffee, strive to win a race, and even indulge in libations.

So, while real tears streamed down my cheeks when it became apparent she would not be the next President of the United States, I knew it was my fault. No petition or protest, after the fact, will change the outcome of the election. There is no doubt in my mind that Hillary Clinton will go down in history as a woman who did more than care about people. She took action, tolerated accusations for being corrupt over a misinterpretation, and stayed on course even when her husband’s ego did unrequited damage to their marriage. Why people hated her I will never know.

Anyway, this is my banter, my venting, and my continued belief, that Mrs. Hillary Clinton, is my kind of gal!

 

Uh-oh Politically Inspired

Below is a copy of an e-mail I received to which I was compelled to comment. The regular print is what the sender wrote. My comments are in italics. I regret the extra lines around boxes. That is how the copy/paste presented itself.

I am the Democratic, Republican Liberal-Progressive’s Worst Nightmare. I am a White, Christian, Conservative, Tax-Paying American Veteran, Gun Owning Camper, Hunter, NRA Member. That’s me!

I am a Democrat, though more importantly I choose issues and values over party allegiance. I am white, jewish, female, tax paying, retired public educator, gun owning camper/sailor, writer, friend, sister, daughter, and lover.

I am a retired worker. I worked hard and long hours to earn a living.

After a 40 year career as a school counselor, who worked hard, long hours always putting the children’s needs before administration and parents. I earned a living and paid for all I have.

I believe in the freedom of religion, but I don’t push it on others.

I believe in the freedom of religion.

I drive a Winnebago Motor Home and ride Motorcycles.

I drive a VW jetta, have owned porsches, toyotas, pontiacs, chevrolets,  a motorcycle, and several sailboats.

I believe in American products and buy them whenever I can.

As a believer in a global economy I buy American products as well as non American products.

I believe the money I make belongs to me and not some liberal governmental functionary, Democrat or Republican, that wants to share it with others who don’t work!

I believe the money I make belongs to me. I also enjoy sharing it with our government to provide for infrastructure and safety. 

I’m in touch with my feelings and I like it that way!

Me, too.

I think owning a gun doesn’t make you a killer; it makes you a smart American.

I think owning a gun is a choice. Gun ownership does not make you a killer.   I do not judge others as smart or dumb.  People are what they are.

I think being a minority does not make you noble or victimized, and does not entitle you to anything.  Get over it!

I think generalizing is ineffective. 

I believe that if you are selling me a Big Mac or any other item, you should do it in English.

Learning a foreign language can be enlightening. Using a friendly introduction in a foreign language usually puts the newcomer to the English language more comfortable and willing to learn English. It is called ‘joining,’ i.e. meeting someone halfway. 

I believe there should be no other language option.

I believe limitations are limiting.

I believe everyone has a right to pray to his or her God when and where they want to.

I also believe everyone has the right abstain from prayer or belief in a God.

My heroes are Malcolm Forbes, John Wayne, Babe Ruth, Roy Rogers, and Willie G. Davidson, who makes the awesome Harley Davidson Motorcycles.

My heroes are the people who go beyond their fears to take healthy risks and who value a monogamous relationship with another human being or people who are happily living an independent lifestyle (single). Dee Caffari, Hilary Clinton, Oprah Winfrey, Florence Arthaund are among my heroines. 

I don’t hate the rich. I don’t pity the poor.

I only hate what I can’t figure out how to do or get. I only pity myself on occasion when feeling betrayed.

I know wrestling is fake and I don’t waste my time watching or arguing about it.

I know wrestling has a fixed outcome. Sometimes I still enjoy watching the show. What is there to argue? I also enjoy a friendly wager.

I’ve never owned a slave, nor was I a slave. I haven’t burned any witches or been persecuted by the Turks, and neither have you!

I have never owned a slave, nor was I ever a slave. I haven’t burned or hurt anyone intentionally, nor have I been persecuted by anyone. I have been discriminated against with regard to pay on at least two occasions and I have been a victim of crime. 

I believe if you don’t like the way things are here, go back to where you came from and change your own country! This is AMERICA. We like it the way it is and more so the way it was, so stop trying to change it to look like Russia or China, or some other socialist country!

I believe if you don’t like the way things are here, do what you can to instill an evolutionary change for the good of all. We have the best country. It will never look like Russia or China. Just look at the map. There are things in America I don’t like. It’s like any relationship, it is not perfect, but it is better than alternatives. 

If you were born here and don’t like it… you are free to move to any Socialist country that will have you. I believe it is time to really clean house, starting with the White House, the seat of our biggest problems.

I agree there are things in our government that are unfavorable. It is the best system I know of.

And, again, I say take evolutionary action to slowly make changes for the good of all.

I want to know which church is it, exactly, where the Reverend Jesse Jackson preaches, where he gets his money, and why he is always part of the problem and not the solution? Can I get anAMEN on that one?

 I agree I wonder where a lot of people get their money.

I also think the cops have the right to pull you over if you’re breaking the law, regardless of what color you are, but not just because you happen to ride a bike

And, no, I don’t mind having my face shown on my driver’s license. I think it’s good. I agree. Police are employed to pull you over if you are breaking the law.

I think if you are too stupid to know how a ballot works, I don’t want you deciding who should be running the most powerful nation in the world for the next four years.

Interesting point.

I dislike those people standing in the intersections trying to sell me stuff or trying to guilt me into making ‘donations’ to their cause. Get a job and do your part to support yourself and our family!

I  agree with you on this. I especially despise the cheerleaders and similarly attired folks selling car wash tickets. Those horribly fattening, overpriced girl scout cookies and boy scout popcorn and candy need to go. Teach these kids how to help an elderly neighbor landscape their yard, or carry out their trash, clean their cafeteria tables, sweep the classroom floors, pick up trash around the neighborhood and other helpful deeds would bring more good than selling unhealthy food or ‘sex’ (as in young girls in skimpy outfits at the car wash)…

I believe that it doesn’t take a village to raise a child, it takes a man and woman.

It takes a responsible person, whether it be a man and/or a woman. Teachers, doctors, librarians and other non-family members add value to children’s lives as well.

I believe ‘illegal’ is illegal no matter what the lawyers think!

Agreed, although verbage is subject to interpretation. 

I believe the American flag should be the only one allowed in AMERICA! If this makes me a BAD American, then yes, I’m a BAD American.  If you are a BAD American too, please forward this to everyone you know.

Hmmm, what about those cute little flags people fly on their lawn. Or, do you mean no other country flags are to be flown? What about the rebel flags?

We want to return our country to the values it was founded on, and prospered under for over 200 years!

200 years ago the woman’s right to vote was NOT valued, women in the workforce was NOT valued, and slavery was valued. I don’t think gays and lesbians were allowed in the military. I disagree we need to return to those values. 

My Country, I hope this offends all illegal aliens.

Is it just your country, or all of ours. My paternal great grandma was a Russian immigrant, and my maternal grandparents immigrated from England. 

My great, great, great, great grandfather watched and bled as his friends died in the Revolution and the War of 1812.

My great, great, great grandfather watched as his friends died in the Mexican American War.

My great, great grandfather watched as his friends and brothers died in the Civil War.

My great grandfather watched as his friends died in the Spanish-American War.

My grandfather watched as his friends died in WW I.

My father watched as his friends died in WW II and the Korean War.

I watched as my friends died in Vietnam , Panama and Desert Storm.

My son watched and bled as his friends died in Afghanistan and Iraq.

None of them died for the Mexican Flag.

Everyone of them died for the American flag.

You obviously have a family dedicated to fighting for our freedom and the freedom of others. For that I am grateful. 

Texas high school students raised a Mexican flag on a school flag pole, other students took it down. Guess who was expelled the students who took it down.

I would need to read/hear more about this.

California high school students were sent home on Cinco de Mayo because they wore T-shirts with the American flag printed on them.

Where did you read this? What is the name of the school and the town in California?

Enough is enough!

Yes, sir, enough is enough,,,,I can’t believe I responded to your rhetoric. It is your generalizations that compelled me to respond.

This message needs to be viewed by every American; and every American needs to stand up for America .

It might be nice if every American read your verbage, but it is not necessary. Food and shelter are necessary. Education and compassion are also nice

We’ve bent over to appease the America-haters long enough.

Who is we?  I need facts. 

I’m taking a stand.

Standing is good for your legs, in fact standing on one foot will actually strengthen you calf muscles. Sharing your thoughts are also healthy.

I’m standing up because of the hundreds of thousands who died fighting in wars for this country, and for the American flag.

What do you propose as a substitute for war?

If you agree, stand up with me.

I agree (metaphorically stand) with some of what you say.

And shame on anyone who tries to make this a racist message.

AMERICANS, stop giving away Your RIGHTS!  Let me make this clear! THIS IS MY COUNTRY!

Wow, I thought this was OUR great country!

This statement DOES NOT mean I’m against immigration!

I understand and agree immigration, like other endeavors should be done within the legal limits of the law. 

YOU ARE WELCOME HERE, IN MY COUNTRY, welcome to come legally: There you go again, in YOUR country. I thought I was a part of the American country,

1. Get a sponsor

2. Learn the LANGUAGE, as immigrants have in the past!  In many cases it was the children of the immigrants who learned the language by attending public school, a method for ‘joining the newcomers.’  Back in those times many of the woman stayed home cooking and cleaning and had little occasion to mingle with other English speaking folks. They let their children interpret for them.

3. Live by OUR rules!

4. Get a job!

5. Pay YOUR Taxes!

6. No Social Security until you have earned it and Paid for it!

7. NOW find a place to lay your head!

If you don’t want to forward this for fear of offending someone, then YOU’RE PART OF THE PROBLEM!

I am not going to forward this because most of my friends don’t read this type of jargon. 

We’ve gone so far the other way, bent over backwards not to offend anyone. What other way? The way in which women are paid less for same job a man is paid, the way in which slavery was legal, the way in which alcohol was prohibited?

Only AMERICANS seems to care when American Citizens are being offended! Not true, I have been in several other countries where the people demonstrate the utmost respect for Americans and indeed envy our life here in the good old USA.

WAKE UP America!

If you do not pass this on, may your fingers cramp!

Tsk-tsk, being a karmatic believer I hereby warn that what you bestow on others just may come back to you, better massage your fingers.

Glad to share our ideas. 

Learning to White Water Raft

Learning to navigate a raft down a river with class 1, 2, and 3 rapids follows the same rules as controlling all vessels. Whether the vessel is a sailboat, a ski, or a car.

(1) Make sure your equipment is in good condition.

(2) Wear proper safety gear and know how to self rescue.

(3) Point the bow in the direction you want to go.

(4) Stay away from hard objects.

 

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As a bonus to make the trip more enjoyable consider the use of a  non-verbal system of communication. Of course, you can always elect to be the captain of your own ship. If you  are inclined to sail with a group I challenge you to submit your idea on how to quell the bellowing commands from astern and unintelligle verbage from the bow that echoes in the ears of the middle men (especially the aging ones) in favor of a more melodic communicae with all aboard. The chosen system will receive a free t-shirt from the Nanthahala Outdoor Center. This t-shirt will be complements of yours truly, sassythesailor@gmail.com

Consider the Nanthahala River for your first, second or hundredth river rafting experience. They have guided trips, as well as self-operated rentals for groups, duos and solo rafters.

https://noc.com/plan-your-trip/whitewater-rafting

 

 

 

 

Ever See Ice Sink?

Well, neither have I. A discussion with Julie, the campground chief, cook, and bottle washer enlightened me on this 40 degree barely sunny afternoon. Not believing when she told me that the ice only melts about an inch or so off the very top then sinks, I had to walk another 1/4 of a mile to get internet access so I could verify this phenomena. At the expense of erring by doing a simply cut and paste of an article address this I did just that. To be honest, after reading it 3 times my chemistry acumen continues to baffle me such that I am in no position to paraphrase, re-write or otherwise try and explain. For your edification here is the article from the Star Tribune, presumably written by Karen Youso as copied from the internet on 5/5/2016.

Fixit: Lake ice sinks then disappears each spring

QHow does the ice melt on a lake? You will see it there one day and the next it will be gone. What happens to it?

AIce floats on a lake’s surface until it is melted. Although it sometimes floats low in the water, it does not sink to the bottom, as some mistakenly believe. Water is heaviest at 39 degrees, lighter at higher or lower temperatures. Falling air temperatures in autumn and lower sun angles, in conjunction with wind and wave action, result in the lowering of lake temperatures. Because the cooler water is heavier, it will sink, displacing and forcing warmer water to the surface. This continues until the entire lake reaches a temperature of about 39 degrees.Following this, surface temperatures will fall below 39 degrees and the cooler and lighter water will remain at the surface. As the surface water cools further, it will eventually change into ice.

Because the ice is colder and less dense than the water below it, it floats. In the spring, the reverse occurs. Rising air temperature and higher sun angles cause melting to begin on top of the ice layer. If there are no cracks or fissures, the melting water will accumulate on top of the ice. If this happens over an entire lake (which is unlikely) or over parts of the lake, one might get the impression that the ice is sinking. But it isn’t.

Further warming will cause the ice to become rotted or honeycombed, with water and air filling the void. The dark color of ice in late winter is because of this honeycombing. As the honeycombing process continues, the ice mass floats lower and lower in the water until it is completely melted, but it never sinks to the bottom.

 

Send your questions to Fixit in care of the Star Tribune, 425 Portland Av. S., Minneapolis, MN 55488, or call 612-673-9033, or e-mail fixit@startribune.com.Past columns are available athttp://www.startribune.com/fixit.Sorry, Fixit cannot supply individual replies. Fixit appears every day except Friday.

Jealousy-pure and simple

Did you ever stop to think of all the ways jealousy impedes happiness, thus resulting in a less than friendly relationship with others?  It was in the sixth grade when jealousy first reared its ugly head and stared me right in the eye. Would you believe it happened when a guy offered another girl to do his homework for him; it had been my job for months.

Throughout my teens, young adulthood, and onto present day at 67 years of age being jealous of any girl perceived as being attractive to my mate results in a pause. As an aging attractive female I am jealous of girls he _____during his younger years. Some are as many as thirty or forty years before we even met.

More interesting is how jealousy impacts my relationship with friends, like girlfriends. A few years ago a gal who was on my sailing team, a gal I taught to sail, a gal I spent endless hours helping her writing her book, organizing her life so she could spend more time becoming a competent sailor while juggling her career and family. Behind my back she literally jumped ship. I was livid. Like a foolish school girl I would stare her down, make nasty comments and avoid lending a helping hand. Sure if she were in imminent danger I would assist; but offer to grab a line while she was docking, hell no.

The research overwhelming relates jealousy to insecurity. We think someone else is better. We ignore our value.  We underestimate all the good that resides within our soul.

On a recent 8 day sailing adventure I sucombed to a nasty habit. Several times I dissed something a dear friend suggested. If she asked a question I was quip to answer denying the simplest request. When I realized on our last night at sea, perhaps my last night sailing with precious friends (she being one) on my beloved Marples 35, I cried myself to sleep. Each day since I wince and choke back tears on my poor behavior.

The only thing I can come up with is jealousy. That nasty green monster. After all, her husband is a professional sailor. She has one of the most user friendly sailboats at her disposal. She owns her own dock and within an hour or two she can camp on an island and/or sail for miles whenever she wants. Yet, after all these years, she still limits her learning to sail on the backseat. She loves to go for a sail, loves the comraderie, is a great cook, is organized, friendly, and has all the empathy people and animals that I so lack.

There is no reason, people will argue, to be jealous. So, why then, is it there? What about the wife of a husband’s behavior that has become deplorable? Why be jealous of the hussy he brought into their home? I don’t know. I do know the best revenge is success. And, it is hurtful. Why would an intelligent, attractive, kind wife question whether she isn’t good enough?

Research also favors positive affirmations, concentrating on a new passion in life, and engaging in a healthy lifestyle as important components to get over that green, slimy disease.  Yea, eventually the monster fades. We have pills for headaches. Like Huey Lewis, I want a new drug. One that will instantly wipe out jealousy. That dern biting bug bites against competitors and co-workers. Maybe we need an invisible sheild; perhaps a stun gun that impedes the monster from soaking into our soul.

Jealousy frustrates me on two levels. First because selfishly I am tired of being inflicted. More importantly, is the second level. I want to save those I love and those I don’t even know from suffering from its stabbing pain.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Seven Habits of Highly Effective People

Sure, I could list in order the seven habits of effective people as professed by Steven Covey. Rather, because this site is about learning, I choose to list the 7 habits and let you do the research as well as employ your personal acumen to schedule an order that makes sense to you. I did include a website that gives an in-depth analysis and description of Covey’s book.

Seven Habits:

  1. Be proactive – if its to be, its up to me
  2. Think win/win – its about reaching consensus
  3. Seek to understand – empathy/not everyone thinks like you do
  4. Begin with the end in mind – where are you headed/where do you want to end up
  5. Sharpen the saw – like a piano we need to adjust as time goes on
  6. Synergize – incorporate one thing with another
  7. Ay, the missing habit is left for you to research — homework

http://www.depts.ttu.edu/upwardbound/books/the-7-habits-ofhighly-effective-people.pdf

Moon Phases

There are four phases of the moon. Like a lot of learning figuring out and remembering how to tell at a glance which phase the moon is in has taken some time. A full moon is more obvious; it is big and round and bright and even has a man in it. A new moon is pretty invisible as it reflects zero sunlight. The waxing and waning moon phases only reflect light on either the right or left side of the moon as the phase progresses from waxing to full to waning to new.

Waning implies going away. When the moon is waning it is getting smaller, having already been full. A waning moon means light is being taken away. Waxing on the other hand reminds me of waxing the car, or waxing the hair off your legs (gross, I know). Either way think of waxing as adding something. In reference to the moon phase, then, a waxing moon means you are adding more light.

When looking at a partially lit moon how can you instantly know if it is waning or waxing. If the dark side is to your left and the light side is to your right it is waxing. The light moves from right to left, like reading a book in Hebrew. When the left side of the moon is lit the moon is said to be waning.

For an instant picture of the waxing, waning, full and new moon go to http://www.timeanddate.com/moon/phases/

The question still to be answered is the new moon phase called ‘new moon?’

           Hm, there is always something to learn. Use  multiple sources

          such as text, diagrams, and videos. Be in a relaxed frame of mind.

          

 

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